When I walked out the door, The Devil was standing there waiting;
With his dead, icy eyes He stared at me, anticipating.
I returned his cold stare And I asked what he wanted to do;
He said I think you know I have come all this way just for you.
I looked straight at him And I said I must ask you to leave;
You are powerless here For it’s in Jesus Christ I believe.
He just threw back his head And he laughed then he looked back at me;
When I’m finished with you Your faith will be gone you will see.
The lines have been drawn
It’s to Jesus I’m sworn
To the Lord I’ll forever be true.
I will fight to the death
To my very last breath
I will never surrender to you.
With the battle lines drawn I’ve taken my stance, I’ll not waver;
With the armor of God The odds are all stacked in my favor.
The ice in his eyes Was replaced with the fires of hell;
I have been there before I remember the pain very well.
We draw back our swords And we circle to start our slow dance;
My faith is so strong That the evil one hasn’t a chance.
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